Little Ingrid
Was in a forest
Looking for
Some cheese of course

All of a sudden
A bird came by
But little Ingrid
Had nowhere to hide

Poor little Ingrid

He needed some shelter
To escape the bird
So he remembered
Something he had heard

Birds can not fly
If they are dead
So he got a gun
And shot off it's head

Poor little pigeon

(Ingrid....The mouse)

He ate the bird
Down to the bone
Little did he know
That he wasn't alone

The cops showed up
Threw him in the car
Then they drove away
Very very far

To the police station (For mice!)

They locked Ingrid up
For forty-five years
The whole prison
Was full of queers

The guys in the station
Heard Ingrid pout
So they called his mom
She bailed him out

Poor little Ingrid

Da da da da...The mouse!

Lyrics submitted by In_My_Dreams

Pigeon Head song meanings
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